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What's the point of living now,
When your dreams are going to die
Like the flowers in the sun
And the vapour inthe wind
One minute you are living,
The life you dreamt of living
What's the point of living now,
When your dreams are going to die
Like the flowers in the sun
And the vapour inthe wind
One minute you are living,
The life you dreamt of living
There are times I wish it would always be the middle of the night.
Everything is calm, still and you can hear everything beyond your door if you listen well.
